Sibyl M. Kellman

Eternal Clock - Poem by Sibyl M. Kellman

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Sometimes I feel the sea in me as if through all eternity the ebb and flow of endless tides washed me ashore to dwell awhile. To wander yet another mile of rendezvous with fate to keep until again the cradle deep lulls me to sleep lulls me to sleep . . . —and this goes on for evermore.